Billy Talent - Viking Death March

Hey! Down, let's take it down Raise up their heads on a stake We will show no mercy on evolutions mistake Change, we'll have to wait If we can't decide on a fate Self-appointed prophets and their doomsday charade You preach about love, teach about faith But all your beliefs are still rooted in hate! Crosses still burn, axes still fall And down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Crosses still burn, axes still fall And down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Stop, punch in the clock Punch it with all of your rage Put the men in office for a minimum wage Rats, fighting for scraps Siphoned the gas from your tank Left your pockets empty, as they laugh to the bank They speak about trust, but make no mistake They're shaking your hand while they spit in your face Crosses still burn, axes still fall Down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Crosses still burn, axes still fall Down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Now! The time is now We can still turn it around Raise your voice like a weapon, 'til they fall to the ground Light! Let there be light Without a shadow of doubt We will fight tooth and nail until salvation is found So how can you look, the world in the eyes? When all we can see is corruption and lies Down on your knees, you don't look so tall Down on your knees, you don't look so tall Cracking the whip on the backs of the poor We asked you to stop but you still wanted more The blood on your hands leaves a trail as you crawl Down on your knees, you just don't look so tall! Crosses still burn, axes still fall Down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Crosses still burn, axes still fall Down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Crosses still burn, axes still fall Down on your knees, you just don't look so tall Crosses still burn, axes still fall Down on your knees, you don't look so tall Open your eyes and the empire falls